"Isn't it good to live well?"

Mu Qing's face was cold, and he slapped his palm on the person.

Syllable!

The crisp sound resounded in the sky.

Mu Qing slapped the man with his sword into the soil in front of the mountain gate of the Qinglong Sect with one palm.

"I'm going to kill you!"

The woman screamed and pulled her body out of the soil, although half of her face was already swollen, but she didn't care, and continued to kill Mu Qing like crazy.

But before she could jump, a cold finger was already on her brow.

"Mu Wanling, although I killed you with dirty hands, if you dare to move again, I don't mind pinching you to death now!"

After Mu Qing finished speaking, he no longer looked at this woman who had broken his heart, and directly took off to kill Suo Wenshi.

"Arrogance!"

Suo Wenshi couldn't help but be furious when he saw that Mu Qing actually took the initiative to make a move, only to see his long sword swing, and a dark red ripple suddenly attached to the sword.

"Do you have a spiritual weapon?

Mu Qing immediately put away the dragon seeking staff and took out the prize of the Alchemist Rookie Competition, the blood-colored spear called the Blood Ghost.

During this time, he has been immersed in Dan Dao and Dragon Hunting Techniques, and rarely cultivates martial arts, so he just uses this Suo Wen Stone to practice.

All the paths in the world have different paths, and Mu Qing's perception in the field and Dan Dao has also contributed to his perception in the field of martial arts, and the Tyranny marksmanship comes at hand.

"Roaring ——"

The blood ghost turned into a red dragon and rushed out in Mu Qing's hands, like an angry dragon in the sea, fighting with Suo Wenshi's sword.

Ding! Ding!

Suo Wenshi's sword shone for nine days, carrying an endless green dragon phantom, and its lethality was amazing, and it actually resisted Mu Qing's red dragon.

Seeing this, Mu Qing let out a roar of the red dragon in his hand, as if he had suddenly come to life, like a blood-colored ribbon, constantly shuttling back and forth between his hands, neck and waist, and with his fists, he frantically attacked Suo Wenshi, just like a thousand-handed god Buddha!

"What kind of demon is this!"

Suo Wenshi lived in the Blue Dragon Sect all the year round, where had he seen such a beating, he was suddenly blinded, and soon fell into disadvantage.

When Mu Qing is in his spare time, he occasionally finds a big black dog to practice, the kind of unruly and agile way of playing, he has long been better than the blue.

Not to mention the spear, his entire body can be his weapon.

"Roaring ——"

At a certain moment, the blood ghost roared angrily, came out of his hand, turned into a red dragon and bit Suo Wenshi's throat.

"Haha, dare to let the weapon get out of your hands, you are dead!"

Suo Wenshi's hand shook, and a golden light flew out from his sleeve, and in an instant, he bound Mu Qing's blood ghost, he even had a spiritual weapon, and the grade was higher than that long sword.

However, before he could be happy, the space around him distorted, and then Mu Qing, composed of four runes, appeared, grabbing his hands and feet.

"Blue Sky Yellow Spring Palm!"

Mu Qing's deity was like a natural light, which came in an instant, and a palm slammed into his chest.

"Poof——"

Suo Wenshi instantly spilled blood into the sky.

However, before he could land, a bloody light had already pierced through his heart, nailing him to the mountain gate of the Green Dragon Sect.

"Wandering Realm, but that's it!"

Mu Qing clapped his hands with a look of disdain.

He was able to kill the peak of the True Yuan when he was at the ninth layer of the Pneumatic Realm, but now that he was at the fifth layer, it was naturally not a problem to kill a new level of the Divine Journey Realm.

"Good boy, sure enough, there are two hits!"

On a small hill outside Qinglong Mountain, Mr. Nine put away the folding fan with an excited face.

"Didn't I say it, let's just watch the show!"

Mr. Eleven sat on the mountain bag and drank to himself.

"With Tie Wuji's character as an old king, he absolutely can't bear such a thing!" Mr. Nine said firmly.

"If it weren't for the fact that refining the essence blood had reached a critical juncture, he would have made a move a long time ago!" Mr. Eleven said.

Drunken Immortal Tower's eyeliner was all over the continent, and how could the movement of the Heavenly Blade Mountain Range escape their eyes.

"You know everything, but you don't do anything, so you're not afraid to really play him to death?"

Mr. Nine also sat down, grabbed a pot of wine and poured it into his mouth.

"Which of the strongest people in the world was not killed by himself, he is only one of the candidates now, we are only responsible for waiting and seeing, if he is really dead, it means that he is not qualified!"

Mr. Eleven's face was indifferent.

"I see!"

Mr. Nine seemed to think of something and stopped talking.

This side of the Blue Dragon Sect.

As Suo Wenshi was nailed, a monstrous blood qi suddenly emanated from the top of the main peak in the middle, and the blood qi was filled with a strong killing intent, obviously the master was already angry to the extreme.

"Roaring ——"

Suddenly, a terrifying beast roar came from the main peak, as if the primeval beast had awakened.

"It's coming!"

Mu Qing instantly put away the three spiritual weapons and took out the dragon seeking staff.

"Shenmu Clan, when the bloodline is cut off!"

With that earth-shattering roar, a blood-colored figure rushed out from the main peak, like a blood-colored lightning, coming in an instant.

"Up!"

Mu Qing shouted, and the dragon staff slammed into the ground.

Airplanes!

The ground suddenly lit up with endless brilliance, and in an instant, a huge energy oven was formed, enveloping the entire Blue Dragon Sect.

Rumble!

The blood-colored lightning slammed into the energy oven.

At this time, Mu Qing saw the appearance of the blood-colored shadow clearly.

This is an old man with a shirtless body and unkempt hair.

In addition to his blood-red hair, he also had a handful of red hair growing on his face and chest, and two fangs poking out of his mouth, which looked very penetrating.

"Wo go, what is this?" Mu Qing said in shock.

"This thing is even more ruthless than that kid of Yan Han, directly devouring the flesh and blood of the primeval relics, and now it is already a half-human and half-demon existence!"

Mo Crow shook his head, in order to survive, some people can really do anything.

"I didn't expect you to really survive, it seems that Mu Qiankun values you very much, since that's the case, the old man is going to kill you even more, haha!"

"Old horseman, you try to kill one!"

Mu Qing suddenly waved the dragon seeking staff, and one hundred and eight lights suddenly lit up on the ground, and the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred miles suddenly poured in.

Snort!

Suddenly, one by one, the branches like frost pierced the ground, and they continued to rise, and soon grew into one hundred and eight giant trees that supported the sky, fused with the energy oven, and wrapped the entire Blue Dragon Sect, making the field more stable.

But even so, the aura of heaven and earth has not stopped pouring in, and it is constantly strengthening the field.

In order to arrange this field, Mu Qing worked hard for nearly half a month, using up all the source stones on his body, and it can be said that this field is the pinnacle of what he can arrange at present.

"Little brute, I'm going to kill you!"

When Tie Wuji was in Shenmu City, he had been half-abandoned by Mu Qiankun, and he couldn't recover it after coming back for so long.

It was also heaven and earth, and when he was about to lose his hold, the Blue Dragon Sect actually brought back the remnants of the primeval relics.

In order to survive, he directly devoured the flesh and blood of the primeval relics, and then refined it through the secret method given to him by the Heavenly Demon Mountain, but he didn't expect him to succeed, but he became a half-human and half-demon existence.

But even if he regained his strength, he couldn't blast away the field under Mu Qingbu.

"Come on, kill me, old bastard!"

"Your sons and daughters, your disciples and grandchildren are all here, right?"

Mu Qing's pupils contracted, and the murderous intent overflowed.

Although his impression was vague, when he was in Shenmu City, he remembered seeing Tie Wuji's face and seeing his clansmen whose flesh and blood were blurred under his sword.

Whenever he remembered the purgatory-like scene, he longed to peel off the old fellow's skin and eat his flesh.

"What's the matter, it's really powerful to be able to arrange such a big array at a young age, but if you want to destroy my Qinglong Sect by yourself, you are still a little tender!"

Tie Wuji is worthy of being an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, and even if he is affected by demon blood, he can forcibly keep himself clear.